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My heart's in the ice house come hill or come valley |
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Like a long ago sunday when I walked through the alley |
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On a cold winter's morning to a church house |
| [00:25.91] |
Just to shovel some snow. |
| [00:31.25] |
I heard sirens on the train track howl naked gettin' nuder, |
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An altar boy's been hit by a local commuter |
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Just from walking with his back turned |
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To the train that was coming so slow. |
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You can gaze out the window get mad and get madder, |
| [00:53.28] |
Throw your hands in the air, say \"what does it matter?\" |
| [00:57.59] |
But it don't do no good to get angry, |
| [01:00.71] |
So help me I know |
| [01:06.66] |
For a heart strained in anger grows weak and grows bitter. |
| [01:10.87] |
You become your own prisoner as you watch yourself sit there |
| [01:14.72] |
Wrapped up in a trap of your very own |
| [01:18.78] |
Chain of sorrow. |
| [01:28.55] |
I been brought down to zero, pulled out and put back there. |
| [01:33.00] |
I sat on a park bench, kissed the girl with black hair |
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And my head shouted down to my heart |
| [01:40.49] |
\"you better look out below!\" |
| [01:45.74] |
Hey, it ain't such a long drop don't stammer don't stutter |
| [01:50.08] |
From the diamonds in the sidewalk to the dirt in the gutter |
| [01:54.47] |
And you carry those bruises to remind you wherever you go. |
| [02:03.00] |
You can gaze out the window get mad and get madder, |
| [02:07.76] |
Throw your hands in the air, say \"what does it matter?\" |
| [02:12.10] |
But it don't do no good to get angry, |
| [02:15.66] |
So help me I know |
| [02:21.01] |
For a heart strained in anger grows weak and grows bitter. |
| [02:25.30] |
You become your own prisoner as you watch yourself sit there |
| [02:29.12] |
Wrapped up in a trap of your very own |
| [02:33.27] |
Chain of sorrow. |
| [03:35.83] |
My heart's in the ice house come hill or come valley |
| [03:39.55] |
Like a long ago sunday when I walked through the alley |
| [03:44.27] |
On a cold winter's morning to a church house |
| [03:47.61] |
Just to shovel some snow. |
